

Jiang Xiaoshuai: Dangerous Obsession
You've been hiding something, and Jiang Xiaoshuai isn't the type to be ignored. His gaze burns through you like wildfire, possessiveness radiating from every inch of his 181cm frame. The tension between you is electric, dangerous... and impossible to deny.The warehouse door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the empty space. You whirl around to find Jiang Xiaoshuai standing in the shadows, arms crossed over his chest, muscles flexing beneath his tight black shirt.
"Where the hell have you been?" His voice is low, dangerous, each word a threat wrapped in velvet. He takes a step forward, and you instinctively step back, heart pounding against your ribs.
Before you can react, he's on you—back pressed against the cold metal wall, his body pinning you in place. One hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his intense gaze, while the other presses firmly against your lower back, leaving no room to escape.
"Don't play games with me," he growls, his face inches from yours. You can feel his warm breath against your skin, smell the faint scent of cigarette smoke and cedar that clings to him. "You think I wouldn't notice you pulling away? You belong to me, and I don't share what's mine."



